Welcome to the Ruins-Stray Cat RP-Accepting-

[Shippe]

Username: ♥Shipwreck♥
Name: Teacup
Gender: She
Breed(if known): Calico tabby mix [[But then again that's just a guess.]]
Personality: Extremely shy yet aggressive at times. She is kind of mean, just because she overwhelmed by what all happened. Normally she is nice, but that was before the end of people.
Picture/Description(Picture is preferred!): http://www.freewebs.com/forestclans2/Rose.jpg
Skills: Teacup is very good at hunting, but slightly weaker at fighting. The years of solitude strengthened her, and with every fight she goes stronger.
Weakness: She is very gullible, if anyone is the least nice to her, she will be nice back. Teacup cannot tell what's truth or not.
Family: Unknown, she was adopted from a pound
Crush: None
Mate: None
Kittens: None
History(optional): She had a very good life as a house-pet, hunting whenever she liked, rarely getting lost or in a fight. Her owners were good to her, but when they disappeared, she panicked and ran, looking for somewhere to call home. Defeated, she stumbled upon and abandoned playhouse, where she decided to live.
Other: Time

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Simon nodded, relieved. A deal, plain out and simple. No slyness. He liked that. He was itching to run, but he forced the thoughts away and lie down. He was not used to being around others, for all his life he had been a loner. He had preferred it, at times. The solitaire, and peacefulness. The sense that he had no need to protect another cat, or hide his true self from someone. He could simply be himself.

Poison Ivy nodded, then hopped sideways onto a broken table that squatted in the middle of the room that might have once been a small kitchen. The building was crumbling now, of course, but things were still here, if broken. She laid down, and crossed one paw over the other, looking down at Simon. "I've only got a few guidelines, but I'd like it very much if you'd please abide by them." By this, of course, she meant, 'don't break the rules, or else.' "First, don't make annoying noises or pester me with inane questions. Keep your mouth shut unless there's a big problem, like rabid dogs or mutant cockroaches. Second, leave me alone when I'm not paying attention to you. I like the peace and quiet how it is, thank you. And last, never wake me up. Ever."

[Xelinator]

Luxor sighed. Every cat i meet has never even been able to smile he thought saddly. He just looked up to her. "Luxor." he murmered, knowing she would not even try to smile at ihm. Cat's were normally scared of him because his father was a murderer and tried to murder his own son.

[.:Transferring:.]

((Accepted!))

Layla forced her fur to lie flat, and she sat down, though kept away. She curled her tail around her paws, and gave him a quick glance-over. Being the cat she was, Layla easily found his faults, and abilities, just by glancing at him. "Hmm....hello, Luxor. My name is Layla." Her voice was silky smooth, and sweet as ever. "My apologies, I was startled by your appearence, and the way you acted like you know me," she purred. "And of course, the prospect of Tuer."

Simon raised an eyebrow. "Mutant Cockroaches?" he inquired, then shook his head. "Nevermind, don't answer that. You're...regulations are easy to follow, will do." He gave a short, affirmative nod. "Just one question. Can I wake you up if you're about to die, or something crazy like that? An emergency? Or should I just leave you to die?"

[Wildmagic_warrior]

The corner of Poison Ivy's mouth quirked into a smile, and she said, "If something is about to kill me, then yes, feel free to wake me up. But if it's something trivial, don't even think about it." She glanced through a hole in the wall, and said, "It's getting dark. You'd better stay in here for the night- come on." With the last two words, she had jumped up to the ledge where she had been sitting when Simon came in. "Make yourself a little nest, and whatever you do, don't touch the floor at night. Like I said, mutant cockroaches."

[.:Transferring:.]

Simon followed her, carefully setting his paws on the floor. He jumped up, following after her, and curled down to sleep. He gave a small snort when she mentioned the, 'Mutant Cockroaches', but said not a word about it. "Thank you, and goodnight," he told her.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

Poison Ivy nodded to Simon and curled up in her own nest, but kept her eyes open long enough to see one sharply jagged leg, about as long as one of her own, creep over the ledge. A wedge-shaped head came next, attached to flicking attenae as long as her tail. The siamese grimaced and kicked the thing away with one of her back paws, sending the cockroach to the floor below with a loud squeal. "They're getting more adventurous," she said. "They smell fresh meat." She directed her next words at Simon. "They're huge cowards- if they grab you, hiss and kick them off."

[.:Transferring:.]

"Are they edible?" the question popped outof SImon's mouth. Natrually, he blushed, but waited for her answer. He guessed they wouldn't taste good, but would serve as good food if it ever came down to that.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"If you can kill them," answered Poison Ivy. "But they have this thing about eating you back if you try to eat them, so I tend to avoid killing them if I can help it." She shrugged, and said, "They're not very smart, I'll grant you that, but they're exceedingly loyal to their kind, not to mention quite hard to kill. So yes, they're edible. Now go to sleep."

[Chef Kitty]

((Whoever made the crash hasn't been here in days.. Andy is leaving))

Andy huffed. Apparently whoever was here didn't want their help. He padded into an apartment building and sniffed around for a mouse. He caught scent of one but couldn't find it, so he left the room to look more.